Catherine s headache had left but she still felt like she was
forgetting something. She went to the trailer to get dressed for the show
the shows where never the same without Trowa around she sighed.
The next thing Trowa remembered was laying face up on the floor mat, his coach was bent over him, "Are you ok dude?" He asked with worry in his eye.
Trowa sat up, "Don't try and get up you could be hurt!" The coach exclaimed.
Trowa stood up and walked towards the change room " I've seen worse," he said to the man behind him and disappeared through the door.
Trowa splashed the cold water on his face. It helped to clear his mind.
What was that he thought it didn't have a describable face, An Angle? Yet somehow he thought he knew the strange creature from somewhere.
Cathryn watched the fear crease every feature of the small boy as she through the knife. She cringed, she wasn't used to that. Trowa I miss you so much she sighed and threw another knife. And suddenly she was over came with the sense that she should be there be side him... Watching over him.
She watched the boy cringe again, the boy had come about a week ago this was his third show. He was a strong wiled boy, an orphan, who was running away from the orphanage with an iron will by his side. She tried to help the boy but he was stubborn as hell.
She threw the rest of her knives together, they hit their marks and she went to meet him in the center ring for their bow. He was only about eight but he was tall for his age and he was really cute, especially his costume. He had the same costume as Trowa except smaller.
Trowa wiped the water off of his face and left the locker room to go back to the gym. Trowa went back to the bench to watch the others. The rest where nothing special, there was only one other guy that fell. He stayed for the announcements of the cut. He had made the cut (I guess they really liked his flip) and shook hands with all of them.
He didn't head home after that, the gym usually stayed open late and he enjoyed the quiet echoes of the room when he was alone so he stayed.
After the boys finished running around and congratulating each other and finally left Trowa jumped back onto the pole. He took a quick look around and closed his eyes. He pictured the circus in his mind. This is the way things should be he thought, the bar was much higher and not much more than a rope, the crowd cheered to see the brightly colored boy on the rope. He saw Cathryn far below him she was standing with a small boy, He quickly went through his routine and took a final leap to go meet Cathryn, the floor came to soon .... He should still be in the air but he could feel the floor under his but. He took a last glance at Cathryn before he opened his eyes, she looked sad and the boy beside her looked scared, she had her arm around him, she looked scared too.
Trowa heard clapping from the other side of the room, " That was beautiful a sweet female voice exclaimed, although the landing could use work."
Trowa started and quickly stood up. " I didn't know anyone was watching," he started to explain but she waved his explanation away and smiled. She had wavy blond hair down to her waist and a sweet smile. She was dressed in a dark purple skirt and a dark blue knitted sweater, with white knee socks.
"So where did you learn to do flips like that?" She asked walking over to the bench and picking up her coat.
"Places," Trowa shrugged, why does it matter?
"Just a question she replied also shrugging, don't worry I'll find out some how I always do!" Then she saw Trowa's face and quickly added, "I'm just kidding!"
Trowa jumped off the bar and grabbed his water bottle. "So you do any gymnastics?" He asked.
"No," She replied. "You where the first one that fell off right? Too bad it was a really nice performance before that then... I don t know, but you looked like you saw a ghost...?"
"Sort of" Trowa replied kind of hand.
The girl got up and asked, "Do you have the time?"
"Um ya it s 8:00 why?"
"Oh shit I m late I promised my dad I d make supper she stated hurriedly, I really have to go it was nice talking to you maybe I'll see you in school sometime." The girl smiled and quickly left.
Trowa shook his head after wards and ran over to the rings. Trowa jumped up flipped a few times and than went into the locked room to change. He didn't notice the girl who had come back to watch in silents.
Trowa got dressed in his jeans and stuffed his Gym cloths in to his bag. Trowa was about to walk out of the locked room when he caught his reflection in the mirror. Who was this boy in the mirror? Everyone else just saw him as another 17-year-old student. Good grades, neat dress. Yet no one had really looked him in the eye, he was glad for if they had they might catch a reflection of who he really was. A tired, worn out, disturbed child that seemed to have no reason left for living.
His mind wandered to the girl whom he had just met. He felt like he remembered her from somewhere... His memory was too blurry he wished he could remember who she was and Identify who the "Angel" thing was to. He need some sleep.
Trowa was walking back home trying to mind himself around the groups of people standing around. When a guy stepped back wards into Trowa. "Huh watch it man," He yelled, "Wada ya think your doing?"
This guy was obviously looking for a fight; Trowa knew he could beat the shit out of this guy if he wanted to. But why should he? Trowa kept walking. The other guy grabbed Trowa by the shoulder and spun him around. Hey where do you think you are going? He asked
None of your business, Trowa replied and locked his eyes to the shorter boy s. The height would have given any other boy a slight advantage, Trowa didn't kneed it.
Trowa turned his stare from merely eye contact to a brutal stare. He could feel the other boy shaking he wanted to back down but he wouldn't give up so easily with his friends around. The blond boy wanted to fight but he couldn't seem to tare his gaze away from the Bright fiery green ones.
The blond boy stared shaking violently as he stared at the other boy, "I dare you," Trowa whispered through his teeth. The other boy opened his mouth as if to answer but seemed to forget how to speak.
The next thing Trowa remembered was laying face up on the floor mat, his coach was bent over him, "Are you ok dude?" He asked with worry in his eye.
Trowa sat up, "Don't try and get up you could be hurt!" The coach exclaimed.
Trowa stood up and walked towards the change room " I've seen worse," he said to the man behind him and disappeared through the door.
Trowa splashed the cold water on his face. It helped to clear his mind.
What was that he thought it didn't have a describable face, An Angle? Yet somehow he thought he knew the strange creature from somewhere.
Cathryn watched the fear crease every feature of the small boy as she through the knife. She cringed, she wasn't used to that. Trowa I miss you so much she sighed and threw another knife. And suddenly she was over came with the sense that she should be there be side him... Watching over him.
She watched the boy cringe again, the boy had come about a week ago this was his third show. He was a strong wiled boy, an orphan, who was running away from the orphanage with an iron will by his side. She tried to help the boy but he was stubborn as hell.
She threw the rest of her knives together, they hit their marks and she went to meet him in the center ring for their bow. He was only about eight but he was tall for his age and he was really cute, especially his costume. He had the same costume as Trowa except smaller.
Trowa wiped the water off of his face and left the locker room to go back to the gym. Trowa went back to the bench to watch the others. The rest where nothing special, there was only one other guy that fell. He stayed for the announcements of the cut. He had made the cut (I guess they really liked his flip) and shook hands with all of them.
He didn't head home after that, the gym usually stayed open late and he enjoyed the quiet echoes of the room when he was alone so he stayed.
After the boys finished running around and congratulating each other and finally left Trowa jumped back onto the pole. He took a quick look around and closed his eyes. He pictured the circus in his mind. This is the way things should be he thought, the bar was much higher and not much more than a rope, the crowd cheered to see the brightly colored boy on the rope. He saw Cathryn far below him she was standing with a small boy, He quickly went through his routine and took a final leap to go meet Cathryn, the floor came to soon .... He should still be in the air but he could feel the floor under his but. He took a last glance at Cathryn before he opened his eyes, she looked sad and the boy beside her looked scared, she had her arm around him, she looked scared too.
Trowa heard clapping from the other side of the room, " That was beautiful a sweet female voice exclaimed, although the landing could use work."
Trowa started and quickly stood up. " I didn't know anyone was watching," he started to explain but she waved his explanation away and smiled. She had wavy blond hair down to her waist and a sweet smile. She was dressed in a dark purple skirt and a dark blue knitted sweater, with white knee socks.
"So where did you learn to do flips like that?" She asked walking over to the bench and picking up her coat.
"Places," Trowa shrugged, why does it matter?
"Just a question she replied also shrugging, don't worry I'll find out some how I always do!" Then she saw Trowa's face and quickly added, "I'm just kidding!"
Trowa jumped off the bar and grabbed his water bottle. "So you do any gymnastics?" He asked.
"No," She replied. "You where the first one that fell off right? Too bad it was a really nice performance before that then... I don t know, but you looked like you saw a ghost...?"
"Sort of" Trowa replied kind of hand.
The girl got up and asked, "Do you have the time?"
"Um ya it s 8:00 why?"
"Oh shit I m late I promised my dad I d make supper she stated hurriedly, I really have to go it was nice talking to you maybe I'll see you in school sometime." The girl smiled and quickly left.
Trowa shook his head after wards and ran over to the rings. Trowa jumped up flipped a few times and than went into the locked room to change. He didn't notice the girl who had come back to watch in silents.
Trowa got dressed in his jeans and stuffed his Gym cloths in to his bag. Trowa was about to walk out of the locked room when he caught his reflection in the mirror. Who was this boy in the mirror? Everyone else just saw him as another 17-year-old student. Good grades, neat dress. Yet no one had really looked him in the eye, he was glad for if they had they might catch a reflection of who he really was. A tired, worn out, disturbed child that seemed to have no reason left for living.
His mind wandered to the girl whom he had just met. He felt like he remembered her from somewhere... His memory was too blurry he wished he could remember who she was and Identify who the "Angel" thing was to. He need some sleep.
Trowa was walking back home trying to mind himself around the groups of people standing around. When a guy stepped back wards into Trowa. "Huh watch it man," He yelled, "Wada ya think your doing?"
This guy was obviously looking for a fight; Trowa knew he could beat the shit out of this guy if he wanted to. But why should he? Trowa kept walking. The other guy grabbed Trowa by the shoulder and spun him around. Hey where do you think you are going? He asked
None of your business, Trowa replied and locked his eyes to the shorter boy s. The height would have given any other boy a slight advantage, Trowa didn't kneed it.
Trowa turned his stare from merely eye contact to a brutal stare. He could feel the other boy shaking he wanted to back down but he wouldn't give up so easily with his friends around. The blond boy wanted to fight but he couldn't seem to tare his gaze away from the Bright fiery green ones.
The blond boy stared shaking violently as he stared at the other boy, "I dare you," Trowa whispered through his teeth. The other boy opened his mouth as if to answer but seemed to forget how to speak.
